《Branch Adventurers Guild [Dropped]》Abra Ca Dabra
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I didn't know what's going on anymore, I couldn't feel anything, couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything.
Time passed, I don't know how long I have been in this state. I miss Emma, Mother and everyone else, fighting many is not my trait; leading people to fight is not my hobby, experiencing hardships in life… makes one grow beyond their imagination.
As I was thinking, my body began to materialize in the body of a child, and slowly I started to get used to my body functions without noticing anything in my surrounding. "Ahh," I said to test my voice and what came out deep voice.
Looking around after the shock of the deep voice, I began to walk in the emptiness of this darkness. Slowly the scenes of my life began to appear, and I didn't look at them, I already went through it and experienced it…
"Have you ever been loved before?" A voice of a senior man appeared behind me, I stopped moving and looked behind me.
I smiled at him and replied, "I have."
"Then why are you scared?" He asked while stroking his rough beard.
'Scared?' I asked myself as I continued smiling and turned back to continue my walk and see my memories without replying to the question of the old man.
"You truly are a wonder," the old man said as he began to walk next to me while looking at my memories.
I shook my head and stopped walking before facing the old man, "What makes me happy is life, I might take them from time to time, but in the end, I am happy because I protected my people, I am happy because I fulfilled my words."
The scenes around us began to break, and a room began to form around us, weapons of many types began to appear on the ground filling every part of this room.
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"Pick your weapon," The old man said as the aura around him turned serious before placing both of his hands behind him and the white robe he was wearing became black.
I smiled and took my fight stance without picking up a weapon, "King… Form" BOOM! The aura around me exploded fighting the old man's aura.
He flinched for a second before rushing towards me, "Let the training of fighting commence!"
Crack! The entire room began to crack as he moved with every step, I sent a punch towards him in a curve, he countered it by moving his body backward and launching both of his legs towards my direction.
Swish, I rotated my body and walked away from the incoming sweep, strolling I began to send the weapons on the ground towards the old man with a kick from my feet while walking normally.
Ting! Ting! Ting! Sparks of the weapons began to generate as the old man copied my way of movement. Slowly all of the weapons were being sent and reflected, the air inside the room started to heat up, and the sweat was filling my back, but I smiled instead and watched a weapon flying towards me in slow motion.
Crouching low, I jumped towards the weapons, and with a light kick on them, they rotated in many different ways towards the old man as I sent a punch towards him with my right hand, a low kick and opening my left hand I clawed my fists and sent it at his heart.
Break! The old man broke, literally. Slowly the room vanished, the weapons disappeared, and he appeared again while stroking his beard. "Congratulations for completing the first fight, let us begin the second"
Looking at the space around us, I smiled as I knew how much of a disadvantage I had here as it was a first to me. "Old ma-" Boom! I was sent flying in space, oh god…
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Stabilizing my body, I began to feel everything around me and let a small force with both of my hands punching backward. Nothing happened, shame, it would have been coo-
Swish! Plup! A small explosion of force occurred as my arm randomly blocked an incoming mis… fist.
"Brlugh" I tried to shout, but my mouth was filled with blood which I am choking on right now.
"Are you feeling the despair yet?" The old man smiled as he stood in space while stroking his beard.
Calm down, calm down! I tried to calm myself down but my skin immediately turned red, luckily I didn't turn into a troll. "ROAR!" I screamed in angry as the space around me began to move me with my will.
Crack! Crack! The space began to crack as I rushed towards the old man in anger sending a thousand fists towards him.
"... Interesting" The old man smiled as he began to fight with a bit of seriousness.
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Observer A and B were sitting on their chairs and recording everything they were observing from the glass ball.
"He is adapting, seems like the void will obtain a future threat hehe," Observer B said while preparing his training sheet.
"Stop talking or both of you will get the end of this stick" Mother Olwen said as she observed the glass ball. She said in a low voice so no one can hear her "...When one becomes many, and many become one, The light will experience darkness and the darkness will experience light, the weak will rise against the strong and overtake them like the ones before them."
"Do you think he is single?" Observer A asked with an interested look.
Boom! Crack! One stick and One fist appeared on both sides destroying Observer A.
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The locations kept changing, and my fights took place in many places, slowly I was adapting to every type of fight.
"Abra Ca Dabra!" I said while appearing behind the old man and sending my troll arms toward him in a curved form.
The old man smirked as he tried to break my arm, I canceled my arm transformation shortening it before sending my hard troll foot towards his balls.
Boom! Swish! Ting! All type of hits were being sent yet I couldn't land one blow towards him. It seems like I adapted to my transformation and thanks to that I can somewhat control my emotions.
"Die, OLD MAN!" My voice suddenly became savage.
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